It is precisely because of this that even though Jiang Ning is relatively docile, she was still free from harassment during her three years in junior high school.

Shen Qing'e and Jiang Ning are close, and they also benefit from this.

You know, sometimes some girls with yellow hair are often much more capable than boys.

Especially beautiful girls like Shen Qing'e are easily liked by boys. If you are unlucky, there will be a boy that the yellow-haired girl likes.

It is not difficult to guess Shen Qing'e's fate.

In fact, Jiang Ning had done something to her twice. Once in her physical education class, a boy from the next class deliberately kicked a football at her.

Angry, Jiang Ning stepped forward and challenged two.

The result was as expected, no fight.

Shen Qing'e also thought he was a coward.

As for the second time.

Shen Qing'e answered Jiang Yanan's question: "Yes."

Jiang Yanan's eyes lit up, and his tone was expectant: "Isn't he handsome? It was solved in one go."

She once witnessed Jiang Ning doing it, it was simply art!

Shen Qing'e continued to recall, in fact, the targets of the attack this time were still the two boys from last time.

She organized her words, and a look appeared on her pretty face: "The junior high school in this town is quite chaotic."

"There are some boys with weaker personalities who are easily targets of teasing."

It's a joke, just said in a nice way.

Those excessive behaviors are no longer teasing.

"Jiang Ning had a friend who was often teased. One day he ate leftovers, well, he ate leftovers." Shen Qing'e described quietly.

Whose leftovers are these?

it goes without saying.

"Then one night after school, Jiang Ning found two main boys."

They were the ones who played football against Shen Qing'e last time, and they were also the teasers.

This time Jiang Ning was still one on two, but he learned his lesson, "He took a flashlight, the kind Huang Yuzhu used."

Jiang Yanan knew that it was a strong flashlight, made of stainless steel on the outside, and looked like a steel stick.

Shen Qing'e didn't know the specific process. She only remembered that the next day, she saw two boys with big bumps on their foreheads.

After listening to Shen Qing'e's narration, Jiang Yanan said: "He is actually quite... quite righteous, hey hey."

"Then did he and that boy become good friends later?" Jiang Yanan asked, he was equivalent to saving others!

Shen Qing'e shook her head: "It was good for a while, but then it fell apart because of a trivial matter."

After hearing this, Yu Wen frowned and said something rare, "That boy is too heartless. Jiang Ning helped him, but he ended up having a breakdown in the end. He has no conscience!"

Yu Wen asked: "Do you think so?"

Shen Qing'e: "Yeah." ()

However, she then thought about it, Jiang Ning had also helped her, but they also fell out.

Shen Qing'e's expression changed.

Yu Wen's harsh voice sounded: "Heartless, ungrateful bitch!"

Shen Qing'e suddenly felt very uncomfortable and wanted to ask for leave and go home.

…

Evening, river dam.

When I was a student, the happiest thing was skipping class with the teacher's permission.

The kitchen of Chu Chu’s family is also called the woodshed.

Jiang Ning and Tongtong all gathered here.

They did not attend Changqingye's party tonight. They heard that the evening activities were not exciting enough and the dishes were repetitive. Tongtong and Chuchu tasted them again at noon.

Xue Chuchu stood in front of the stove and poured water into the pot. When she left Changqingye in the afternoon, Aunt Gu handed over a few corn cobs. I heard that they were purchased internally by Changqingye and they tasted particularly fragrant when cooked.

So Chu Chu is now ready to put the corn in the pot.

Then in the evening, add some egg pancakes, shrimp paste, and homemade spicy fried fish to go with the meal.

Chu Chu was responsible for cooking, while Jiang Ning and Tong Tong were responsible for lighting the fire.

To light the fire in the earthen pot, you need to stand in front of the stove. If it is summer, this will be a chore due to the temperature of the stove fire.

Now that it is December and winter has entered, it is a wonderful thing to warm yourself by the fire.

Xue Yuantong tried to compete with Jiang Ning for the right to light the fire, but as expected, she did not win.

Jiang Ning occupied the only small bench in front of the stove and sat down carelessly.

Xue Yuantong stood like a follower, anxious.

She thought about it and moved a stool next to him. Anyway, no one stipulated that only one person could sit in front of the stove.

Jiang Ning lit the dried corn husks and started a fire with this flammable substance. Soon, the fire danced in the stove, and a wave of warmth came, dispelling the chill in the air.

Jiang Ning added a few twigs, and the flame became more and more intense.

Xue Yuantong stared at the fire in the stove, feeling the warmth of the flames. The bright fire also illuminated her little face.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Xue Yuantong's fair and tender face was coated with a layer of light gold, and the flames jumped. The firelight seemed to be dancing on her face, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, forming a vivid light and shadow painting.

Xue Yuantong's eyes flashed like stars. She took a piece of firewood and carefully added it to the stove.

The firewood was lit, and her smile was extremely pure and innocent, full of the innocence of a child.

Jiang Ning's eyes fell on her, and there was a softness in her eyes.

He liked Tongtong's smile very much, but unfortunately, after experiencing too many vicissitudes of life, Jiang Ning could never show that kind of smile, but it gradually became heavier.

When he first arrived home in the afternoon, Tongtong asked him about the Evergreen Liquid luncheon.

However, he did not tell Tongtong what happened at the shooting range today.

There is a lot of darkness, violence, corruption, and evil desires in this world.

Jiang Ning just didn't want her to face it.

Xue Yuantong had a hard enough life in the past.

Jiang Ning, who has experienced the hardships of life, just wants her to keep this smile forever, as before.

From his perspective, Tongtong's small nose and lips were particularly three-dimensional and vivid, and her skin was smooth and delicate, with no flaws to be found.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched her little face, feeling warm in his hands.

Xue Yuantong's cheeks bulged slightly, his eyes widened, showing a bit of dissatisfaction.

She wanted to put on a straight face and make a serious expression to scare Jiang Ning, but she looked really cute.

Jiang Ning was amused for a while.

Xue Yuantong gave up, simply raised his lips, and said dissatisfied: "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you, really!"

After saying that, she reluctantly moved a little bit to let Jiang Ning warm up to the fire.

The two of them stuck closer to each other.

In front of the stove, Xue Chuchu felt a little numb in her heart when she saw the two of them being intimate.

She covered the pot and said: ()

"Cook it over high heat first."

Hearing her words, Tongtong stepped aside to make room for Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning added some firewood, then picked up the board and blocked the mouth of the stove.

After a short while, he opened the lid. The flame suddenly became stronger and brighter by several degrees. Xue Yuantong did not dare to get too close.

Although Xue Yuantong often lights fires, she has never studied the principles. At this moment, she said to herself:

"Use a plate to block the mouth of the chamber. If you open it again, the fire will be even greater."

Tongtong's crisp voice reached Chu Chu's ears.

When Xue Chuchu heard this, her brows furrowed slightly. Soon, a pair of water-cut eyes flashed Mingwu, and her lips slightly opened: "A thousand layers of heat are flowing in the dark, and thousands of threads are shining brightly."

"Huh." Xue Yuantong heard her answer in poetry. Not to be outdone, she tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, and then said: "Wild fires cannot burn out, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates."

Jiang Ning sat in front of the stove. He looked at Tongtong and then at Chu Chu. In order to fit the atmosphere, he wanted to recite a poem.

At this moment, Chu Chu's eyes moved towards him. It was a line of sight that was like a cold pool, quiet and distant, and seemed to hide the depth of the galaxy.

Jiang Ning changed his mind. He thought about it and said, "Smoldering is the hottest thing."
Chapter completed!